Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Kosovo and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Chris & Cosey to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brick,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sun City Girls,
Isaac Hayes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Nils Olav,
Althea and Donna,
Kerri Chandler,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alton Ellis,
Bobby Womack,
Donald Byrd,
Monolake,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Blancmange,
Marine Girls,
Bad Manners,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bauhaus,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Outsiders,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nik Kershaw,
Slave,
Delon & Dalcan,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eric Copeland,
Japan,
Cybotron,
a-ha,
Y Pants,
UT,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
OOIOO,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cluster,
LL Cool J,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Yusef Lateef,
Cameo,
Ken Boothe,
Con Funk Shun,
The Zeros,
kango's stein massive,
Henry Cow,
Sällskapet,
Maleditus Sound,
Moebius,
A Certain Ratio,
the Association,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Yazoo,
Ponytail,
T.S.O.L.,
the Slits,
Funky Four + One,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Suburban Knight,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.